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Craving Mr. Cane The Descent
I came to my senses on the sidewalk of The Guilder Cafe. I would have been mortified for eating dirt out here in public but I didn’t have time to do so. Because I woke up to the sound of Austin and the man who bumped into me having a yelling match a few steps away. I shook my head and tried to regain my composure. I braced my hand on a nearby chair as the world spun around me. But when I heard the sound of breaking bones, that’s when I came to two conclusions: I was too late to break up the fight and Austin’s penchant for violence was back in full force.My vision focused on his bloodied hand as he smashed it on the man’s face, again and again. He wouldn’t let up. The man had no chance. None at all.“Oh my god,” I gasped. Austin’s rage was animalistic. His face turned a shade of angry red, his eyes turned to slits and he was frothing at the mouth. I wouldn’t be surprised if he managed to tear a piece of the man’s face with his bare teeth. I tried to reach the commotion but an emplo
Last Updated : 2023-11-18Craving Mr. Cane Paralysis
There are a few things I learned when I began living in the penthouse. Austin’s lifestyle is vastly different from mine. Not because I’m dirt poor, but because even from the standpoint of a normal working-class citizen, the Cane’s are so far up the ladder that it’s not even funny. The Cane’s are what can be considered old rich. They’re filthy rich, to be completely honest. It’s the sort of money that you can’t even fathom one can have in a single lifetime. I don’t know why Austin would rather work himself to death if he had all that fortune but to each their own.One crucial thing I learned though is that with all that money comes access. The man has his own elevator to his penthouse. There’s a separate access for it in the other lifts. It’s that private. That means whenever I could, I took the lift straight to the basement. Just so people won’t gossip about Austin and his girlfriend.But not this time. Because I couldn’t even contact Ronnie. I needed to get my phone from my therapis
Last Updated : 2023-11-19Craving Mr. Cane Just A Tiny Bit
“This is what you wanted, right?” He pressed the button to the 10th floor. “Hm-mhm…” I fidgeted on our way down to his office floor. When did my corporate attire feel so… constricting? I adjusted the collar of my blouse, unbuttoning a few. “I want you to report to me constantly throughout the day,” Austin continued as he typed on his phone. He spared me a glance while the door opened, motioning me to go ahead. I stepped outside and onto the long corridor that led to my workstation. I felt Austin’s presence behind me. Remembering my first days here, instant nostalgia hit me as I examined the paintings lining the walls. The gothic style of the whole place has surprisingly grown on me. I missed this. I didn’t know that I was longing to be back working here this much. I stopped by my desk, Austin nodded at me and entered his office. It was not long until we were back to the office grind. It’s safe to say that today was one of the most stressful ones I’ve encountered so far. Just
Last Updated : 2023-11-20Craving Mr. Cane Foolish
I went straight to Austin’s liquor cabinet. I didn’t have the patience to take the few steps and reach the bedroom where I had my stash under the bed. I chugged from the bottle of bourbon. It made my head swirl but it felt good. I took the bottle and sat down on the couch. I drank and drank until I couldn’t picture Austin and Hailey anymore. They might be deep in conversation right now. He must be consulting with her. She could be giving him advice. Most probably, that’s why he hired her in the first place. Her words have value to him. She’s important to him, that much is true.Well, isn’t that just perfect? She’s smart and pretty, the perfect attorney. She’s the perfect match for him. That’s for sure. I wanna go there. My head pops up from the couch cushions. I want to check what they’re doing. Maybe they’re sitting close, just like Austin and I when we were coming up with a plan against his plan in that hotel. Perhaps, too much like that?I remember all the sex we had when we wer
Last Updated : 2023-11-22Craving Mr. Cane Memories
Ankles locked, his hands interlocked on his knees, and intently gazing at me, Matthew asked, “Do you want to change your memories now?”“How?” I wondered, could it be possible? Can he really help me? “Not exactly change per se… but reprocess it. Take back the control. Would you like that?” I nodded aggressively which made me a bit dizzy. “It’s going to take a few sessions. We can’t be sure it’ll work, but if you’re willing to try…” he baited. “I am, yes. I’m ready. Can we do it, like right now?” I couldn’t keep the hope out of my voice. He looked at his wristwatch, paused then smiled at me. “Yeah, just give me a sec,” he said as he left the room. Come to think of it, I just barged in here. I didn’t even check with his receptionist if it was okay. Did he have any other appointments at this hour? Oh god, I just totally forced myself into his office. “Sorry, I just dropped by unannounced. I was a bit distraught, I didn’t mean to bother you if you have any other patients…”“No, no…
Last Updated : 2023-11-23Craving Mr. Cane Help Me Help You
One step forward, two steps back. The story of my life. As soon as I got in the car, Ronnie stepped on the gas. “Whoa, are we in a rush or something?” I asked, alarmed at the unusual way he was driving. He was in a hurry and it was unnerving. “Ma’am, the boss was looking for you. Have you, uhm… did you check your phone, ma’am?” he said worriedly. I grabbed my phone. All sense of calm and relaxation from the session gone in a snap of a finger. I checked the numerous missed phone calls and text messages. A dozen of them. I clicked on the first one, sent a few minutes right after I left the building. Where are you? Hailey has news. We need to discuss things. The next message was half an hour after the first. I’m serious, where are you Olivia? I checked the penthouse.The series of phone calls followed then. It was clear he was getting more and more agitated. For god’s sake, how many more times do I need to make myself clear? Don’t just leave without at least sending me a message.
Last Updated : 2023-11-24Craving Mr. Cane The Gym
A twinge of uncertainty flickered in his eyes when I bunched my skirt up.“It’s okay, I promise.” My shaking hands didn’t escape his notice. I pulled him out and ground myself on him slowly the same time I squeezed his shoulders. Reassuring him that I’m fine and I’ve got this. He didn’t need time to be ready but I teased myself with him. I moved my panties to the side and felt him. His head bumped my opening and slid up, coming into contact with my bundle of nerves, making us both groan out. Why did it take us so long to do this again? I’m completely forgetting the reason as I grind on him. God, it’s so hot in here. I wanted to take all my clothes off. I wanted to get rid of my blouse and just take everything off but I don’t think I’m ready for that yet. So I do the next best thing and swivel my hips on him. Smearing my wetness over his head. He moved his hands towards my hips but I stopped him, “No touching. I’m in charge.”All he could do was nod. I will never get tired of the d
Last Updated : 2023-11-25Craving Mr. Cane Ravenous
I’m ravenous. Whenever I would see him, this intense craving would well up in me and more often than not, it would drive me literally ravishing the man. It’s insane and unhealthy, but I couldn’t stop myself. Neither did he. Sometimes, I’d reason with myself that it has been such a long time that we haven’t been intimate so we’re just making up for the lost time. Or at least, that’s what I’m telling myself. Because the little creases on his forehead when I’m particularly randy have been showing up a lot lately. “Morning, Mr. Cane,” I sing-songed as he grumpily entered his office. He gave me a stern look and I smirked. The side of his mouth lifted. I went about my morning. We’re at a stalemate. This temporary truce is just that, a truce. Nothing more. I feel the itch to reach out for a bottle or my pills all the goddamn time. More often than not, I give in. The moments wherein I have a smidgeon of control left, I use it to distract myself. With work. But mostly with the body of
Last Updated : 2023-12-28
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Craving Mr. Cane Madman
“Get up,” he said. “Now. Hands on the table.” I scrambled up and stood at attention. Slowly, ever so slowly, he put his knee in between my legs from behind. “Legs apart, Olivia.”I was vibrating with anticipation at this point. Everything felt charged. I held my breath as I felt him touch his front slightly on my back. I felt his breath on me, touching my skin as he inspected me. “Where did he touch you?” his soft voice was menacing. “I… Austin…” I stammered while he stood beside me. I felt his choppy breath skirting my shoulder. The goosebumps on my skin were ever prevalent. I couldn’t move, I was stuck as a statue. I couldn’t even if I wanted to. He left me paralyzed just by his presence. “I asked you a question, Olivia.” “I don’t…” “You don’t remember?” “I would rather not,” I exhaled. “How did it feel?” “What? I, I don’t know…” “You’re trying to forget, I understand. But you need to open up for me. “ He said this as he wedged his knee between mine. “Ugh…” “Did he tou
Craving Mr. Cane Control
“You’re right. You did a very bad thing, Olivia. And for so long, you tested my patience.” I shivered at the tone of his voice. It sent chills through me. “You made me watch you at your lowest point. You made me endure everything. All because, what? I love you? I watched you, did you know that?” He stood menacingly. My eyes were focused on him undoing his belt, painstakingly slow. “I’m sorry,” I whispered. At this point, these little words have lost their meaning. He stopped beside me. I stared at the bulge in front of me. He gripped my hair. The caring touches at the hospital are long gone now. In its place, he started squeezing my hair. “You had me so worried. I was losing my mind, did you know that?” he gritted out. “I didn’t know what to do, I was so helpless. I couldn’t even get to you. It’s like you were so far away, in your own head.” “I was… I’m…”“Don’t you fucking say you’re sorry. We’re way past that now.” “But,” I struggled to stay in our conversation but I was dis
Craving Mr. Cane Poking The Bear
“I messed up,” I told Austin. We were in our dining table when I got home from the hospital. Somehow, the guilt and the shame pushed me to bare it all out. “Something needs to change. I NEED to change. I royally fucked up and this whole thing is my mess,” I added. He sat there and I knew he was starting to defend my actions again. “You were drugged. He manipulated you…”I stopped him. “That’s true. But what about all the other decisions I made? I decided to continue with the booze. I chose to take what he was giving me, Austin. Even if I was endangering my job, even if I was getting out of control. I chose those things. You can’t… I can’t pin this all on anybody else but me. I have a part in all this mess. A big part, actually.” He lowered his head. Maybe he’s realizing I have a point. “I trust too easily. Call it naivety or just plain stupidity, but I always choose to see the good in people. Even to my detriment.”He looked up at me. “But that’s what I like about you. You chose t
Craving Mr. Cane This Time 'Round
“I’m so sorry, Austin. Please!” The words fell from my mouth even as I was beginning to wake up. The crushing guilt enveloped me right when I saw his face hovering beside me. “It’s alright, you’re okay…” He kept on saying. “No, no, I-” “Whatever it is, that’s fine. We’re going to be okay.”“No, you don’t understand. He did things… I was…” I tried to explain. I tried to rationalize and did my best to come out with it but he just wouldn’t let me. “I said it’s alright, Olivia. My god, the doctors just gave me a rundown of the drugs circulating in your system. They had to pump it out of you just a few hours ago, Liv. It was that toxic.” “I know, I wasn’t myself. I was so messed up. But it was still me, somehow. I had a decision, I made them, a lot of them. Things I regret.” “What are you... What are you saying? What happened?” His brows bunched and I immediately thought how adorable it was until I was reminded of what actually went down in that room. “He took advantage of me. And
Craving Mr. Cane Hate
“I fucking hate you. I hate what you’re doing to me. You’re doing this to me when you know what I’ve been through. You’re no better than all the worst men I know.”He laughed when I said this. He grinned like I was a silly little child complaining. Like I was a mere plaything. Like I don’t have any right to disturb him. It made my blood boil and my insides squirm. “You tricked me. You made me believe in all your bullshit. Just so you could, what? Do this to me?” “Isn’t it worth it? I do say so myself.” He smiled like he already won this game we were playing. Checkmate, his face said it all. “I beg to disagree,” my voice was barely a whisper. But my rage was slowly cooking. It’s seeping through my drug-infused senses. It’s waking me up.I scrunched my eyes. “You’re going to pay for this.” “Yeah, sure. You’re saying that as if you’re not dying to fuck me right now. Need I remind you how wet you are? You’re about to put me inside you, sweetheart. Don’t worry, I can prolong this. J
Craving Mr. Cane Monster
I couldn't focus on anything. My body is on fire. It’s itching to move on its own, seeking pleasure, wanting the release.He was driving me crazy and I felt like nothing was in my control. Somehow, this was everything that I wanted at this moment, and yet… and yet… “What do you want, Olivia?” he whispered. The voice is enticing, making me lose all sense of control.I want to be ravaged. I want to be owned. It’s driving me insane. This animalistic need that’s welling up in me. And yet… “No…” I tried to tell him. “This is…” I tried again. “What?” He pressed his lips on the side of my throat. So light that I barely felt it. Somehow that’s worse. He lifted his other hand, the one that’s not tormeting me and glided it from my face, to my neck to my arms. Right down to my lower back. He pressed on it. Making me slide onto him forward and to his waiting hand. His fingers pressed on my intimate parts. He barely moved it. I was burning from the inside. An internal battle raging in me.
Craving Mr. Cane Ecstasy
"You want me to fucking relax? Are you… goddamn crazy?" I said, bewildered and very much annoyed. "Just enjoy it. I'm sure you'll love it." He looked at his watch. "20 minutes, and you'll feel it."And just like that, everything started to feel good. Just like he said. The antsy feeling in my gut was starting to dissipated. "Am I… am I floating?" I giggled. I stared at my hand and smiled. "There you are," he smiled back. It gave me this strange sense of peace, like nothing I've ever felt before. The weight on my chest is getting lifted. "I feel floaty, Matthew." "I know. Isn't it great? I mixed those for you. Especially for you, sweetheart." He began touching my hand. My initial thought was to remove it but then… "Do you like it? Do you feel better?" And I did. I was light, I was happy. Finally. My god. I smiled, I really smiled. "You're so fucking beautiful, have I told you that?" He sat down beside me. "Nope. You haven't but I'm starting to feel it. I kinda feel pretty.
Craving Mr. Cane Something Wicked This Way Comes
‘Sweetheart’, the term made my skin crawl. I never knew such a word could make me want to vomit that much. Or was it just the pills he shoved down my throat? I have no idea at this point. Does it matter? I’m in deep shit. There’s no other description of the situation. I watched him as he tried to hide his triumphant smug grin. “Please…” I pleaded. “Please, what? Let you go?” he shrugged. “Can’t do that.” “Matthew…” “Hmm… I really… really like that,” he confessed. “I just love hearing it from you. Makes me so excited, you know?” I closed my eyes. Everything was spinning. I scrunched them, maybe if I will this whole thing to go away… “Look at me,” he said menacingly. “Just… don’t go away. You like to not be here, I’m fed up with that. Stay here with me, okay?” “Where do I go?” I prodded. Anything to keep him talking. He might not do anything bad if we just talk. Fat chance of that happening but I can try, can’t I? I have no other choice. “Your past. You always go back,” he sa
Craving Mr. Cane Je Ne Sais Quoi
I went numb. All movements halted as I processed the information he gave me. “I... I should be scared? But… what have I done?” I couldn’t believe the things he was saying. Why is he mad? I should go. I tried to get up once again. He put more weight on my twisted arm, he’s crushing me down the cushion. I felt the panic rising more and more. I wanted to scream and run hysterically but I tried to stamp it down. That won’t help me now. He’s far stronger and angrier, I don’t stand a chance if it will come to blows. One-on-one combat has never gone well for women against men. “Can you release me? You’re hurting me, Matthew.” “No. You’re just going to leave,” he said but somehow his hold eased up. “I’m not, can we just talk about this first? There’s no need to get physical.” I tried to reason with the man, the primal need to escape from danger not letting up one bit. “If you let me go, I’ll stay. I promise.” “You’re too smart for your own good but I guess we could talk.” He releas
